It's okay that she didn't talk about the 'thing'. As soon as she did, Bo Zhanye raised his cold eyebrows and asked displeasedly:
"When something happened, I went to Tang Shishen and Bo Xilang, but they didn't tell me what they were thinking.
Do you regard them as your boyfriend? Or do you think that my boyfriend is too unimportant?"
Angry, cold.
Lan Xixi was startled!
Does he know?
She only came to Tang Shishen because his parents were in the medical field, but from his point of view, it was indeed a bit inappropriate...
Seeing her silence, Bo Zhanye was angry, but he didn't want to argue with her at this time.
He loosened his tie, suppressed his anger, and put breakfast on the table:
"Eat something and I'll figure it out with you."
Lan Xixi's eyes suddenly became wet.
She thought he was going to be angry and careless, but he suddenly changed his attitude and even cared about her body, which hit the softest part of her heart.
The tip of her nose was sore and her throat felt uncomfortable...
Seeing that aggrieved look, Bo Zhanye's heart suddenly softened.
And it seemed that she was not angry because of the news, which reassured him.
He sat on the bench and held her in his arms:
"How old are you? You always look like a child?
Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to grandma.”
His voice was gentle, his breath smelled good, and his hand that wiped her tears was so light.
Lan Xixi felt like a reliable mountain suddenly surrounded her.
So warm, so generous, so reassuring.
In fact, from the incident to the present, although Tang Shishen helped her, she endured the blow and the tangled choices alone in her heart.
It was like a heavy god, weighing her down.
Now, with his gentleness, she finally had a place to rely on and was no longer alone.
She took a deep breath: "Master Jiu, you are thirty years old and I am only 22. In front of you, am I just a child?"
Bo Zhanye looked at her delicate little face.
Regardless of her age, she has fair skin, red lips, and clean and clear eyes. Even if she is said to be a 16-year-old girl, some people will believe her.
He raised his eyebrows: "Are you calling me old in disguise?"
Lan Xixi rarely smiled: "Well, being 8 years older is really a bit old~~ I can call you uncle."
Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched slightly and he pinched her cheek:
"You are older, mature and stable, and know how to care for others. You are more suitable as a husband than an inexperienced boy. You should be lucky."
Does he promote himself like this?
However, he is really mature and steady, career-oriented and patient.
She should indeed be happy.
Lan Xixi smiled:
"Uncle, I'm going to eat. Mature and steady, have you eaten? Have you changed the dressing on your wound?"
Bo Zhanye: "..."
He was joking with her? Did she really call him uncle?
It is really rare to be called uncle at the age of 30.
But the little girl's voice was soft and concise, so it was not unpleasant to call her, but she seemed a bit familiar.
"I haven't eaten yet, but the medicine has been changed. I'll stay with you now."
"Okay." Lan Xixi got off him, sat aside, and opened breakfast.
Thanks to such a fuss, she now had the mood and appetite to eat.
On the other hand, Bo Zhanye had just taken a bite when a call came in.
Looking at the caller, he said: "You eat first."
He walked out with dignity to answer the phone.
Lan Xixi sat down and put down her chopsticks to wait for him.
Because the air is very quiet, rural houses have no sound insulation effect.
After a while, I heard a man's deliberately lowered voice coming from outside——
"Sure?"
"People who are very important to me, please check again."
"Okay, I'll go see you."
The tone is complicated, as if there is distance, but also seems to be very intimate.